To continue...
There is breeeze and the grass is reclaiming the sidewalk (in someplaces, it's moss, too, which is more nostalgic but I suppose not really any more intrinsically beautiful). Squirrels, of course (how could I forget about squirrels?), and friendliness from hardware-store-at-working old men - oh, friendliness from strangers, really. Oh! And I saw a swing hanging from a tree, which was pretty cool, but also, rope - I dunno, I just like the idea of it, I think. And things made from nonsynthetic materials.